I Also Saw Some Suspicious-Looking
Thing At The Foot Of One Of The Big Trees,
But Came To The
Conclusion that it was only a
growth of some kind projecting from the trunk.
I was soon to be undeceived,
However, for as
I started to run towards the trees in order to
cut off the fast disappearing lioness from a stretch
of rushes for which she was making, a low and
sinister growl made me look closer at the object
which had first aroused my suspicions. To my
surprise and delight I saw that it was the head
of a huge black-maned lion peering out from
behind the trunk of the tree, which completely
hid his body. I pulled up short and stared at
him. Although he was not seventy yards away
from me, yet owing to the nature of the
background it was very difficult to make him out,
especially as he kept his head perfectly still,
gazing steadily at me. It was only when the
great mouth opened in an angry snarl that I
could see plainly what he really was. For a few
seconds we stood thus and looked at each other;
then he growled again and made off after the
lioness. As I could not get a fair shot at him
from where I stood, I ran with all my might
for a point of vantage from which I might have
a better chance of bagging him as he passed.
Now by this time I had almost got beyond
the surprise stage where lions were concerned;
yet I must admit that I was thoroughly startled
and brought to a full stop in the middle of my
race by seeing no less than four more lionesses
jump up from the covert which the lion had just
left. In the twinkling of an eye three of them
had disappeared after their lord in long, low
bounds, but the fourth stood broadside on,
looking, not at me, but at my followers, who by this
time were grouped together and talking and
gesticulating excitedly. This gave me a splendid
chance for a shoulder shot at about fifty yards'
distance, so I knelt down at once and fired after
taking careful aim. The lioness disappeared
from sight instantly, and on looking over the
top of the grass I saw that my shot had told, as
she was on her back, clawing the air and
growling viciously. As she looked to me to be done
for, I shouted to some of the men to remain
behind and watch her, while I set off once more
at a run to try to catch up the lion. I feared
that the check with the lioness might have lost
him to me altogether, but to my relief I soon
caught sight of him again. He had not made off
very quickly, and had probably stopped several
times to see what I was up to; indeed the men,
who could see him all the time, afterwards told
me that when he heard the growl of rage from
the lioness after she was shot, he made quite a
long halt, apparently deliberating whether he
should return to her rescue. Evidently,
however, he had decided that discretion was the better
part of valour. Fortunately he was travelling
leisurely, and I was delighted to find that I was
gaining on him fast; but I had still to run about
two hundred yards at my best pace, which, at an
altitude of more than 5,000 feet above sea-level,
leaves one very breathless at the end of it.
When the lion perceived me running towards
him, he took up his station under a tree, where
he was half hidden by some low bushes, above
which only his head showed. Here he stood,
watching my every movement and giving vent
to his anger at my presence in low, threatening
growls. I did not at all like the look of him,
and if there had been another tree close by, I
should certainly have scrambled up it into safety
before attempting to fire. As a matter of fact,
however, there was no shelter of any kind at
hand; so, as I meant to have a try for him at
all costs, I sat down where I was, about sixty
yards from him, and covered his great head with
my rifle. I was so breathless after my run, and
my arms were so shaky, that it was all I could
do to keep the sight on the fierce-looking target
and I thought to myself, as the rifle barrel
wobbled about, "If I don't knock him over with
the first shot, he will be out of these bushes and
down on me like greased lightning - and then I
know what to expect." It was a most exciting
moment, but in spite of the risk I would not have
missed it for the world; so, taking as steady an
aim as was possible in the circumstances, I pulled
the trigger. Instantly the shaggy head
disappeared from view, and such a succession of
angry roars and growls came up out of the
bushes that I was fairly startled, and felt keenly
anxious to finish him off before he could charge
out and cover the short distance which separated
us. I therefore fired half a dozen shots into the
bushes at the spot where I imagined he lay, and
soon the growling and commotion ceased, and
all was still. I was confident the brute was
dead, so I called up one of the men to stay and
watch the place, while I again rushed off at full
speed - jumping over such rocks and bushes as
came in my way - to have a shot at a lioness
that was still in sight.
By this time my followers numbered about
thirty men, as when one is hunting in these plains
natives seem to spring from nowhere in the most
mysterious manner, and attach themselves to one
in the hope of obtaining same portion of the
kill.
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